I try to be good but sometimes a person just has to break out and act like the wild and springy thing one used to be. It's impossible not to remember wild an want it back.
Mary OliverRead
Every spring I hear the thrush singing in the glowing woods he is only passing through. His voice is deep, then he lifts it until it seems to fall from the sky. I am thrilled. I am grateful. Then, by the end of morning, he's gone, nothing but silence out of the tree where he rested for a night. And this I find acceptable. Not enough is a poor life. But too much is, well, too much. Imagine Verdi or Mahler every day, all day. It would exhaust anyone.
Interpretation
What this quote means
This quote reflects on the transient beauty of life and the balance between appreciation and excess.
In this quote, Mary Oliver expresses her admiration for the fleeting moments of beauty in nature, as exemplified by the thrush singing in the woods during spring. She conveys a sense of gratitude for these experiences, acknowledging their temporary nature, and suggests that an abundance of beauty can become overwhelming, highlighting the importance of moderation in our appreciation of life's gifts.
Themes
NatureTransienceBeautyAppreciationModeration
In practice
Example use cases
During a speech about the importance of mindfulness and appreciating life's small moments.
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